why am I always running
but always getting stuck
two bad feet with no luck
I'm not going fast
so how am I out of breath
back is breaking
it's not the weight of the world
or the trauma I'm bearing
I was born fragile
the back pain isn't even worth caring
I'm hacking up a lung
my weakside depends on the moment
I'd scream but blood will be streaming
took a long time for me to feel good
to not hear the doubting
I am no adonis
I just don't mind my reflection
I fear the change
I'm used to being strange
it takes so much work to just be average
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Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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Thank you! This is really very very great 😊